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conservatory. He sat on a velvet chair as rain battered the glass dome above him.""You touched it" he said looking up as his eyes narrowed on my hand."You left it for me" I questioned him. Using gesture he deny not."Why would you show me that. The girl and the room?""She was mine" he responed."Did you kill her?" I added."No. she chose to give me everything. After then, she vanished." He simply said.Those words got me shivering as I ask "how?""She gave me her name" Marcel said, standing. "Her true name. do you know what that means?"I nodded slowly and said "It means she belonged to you. Body and soul.""No little flame, it means she stopped existing" his voice was low and sounded dangerous.He held my face tender."You are afraid of me, that's good. It means you're still thinking.""But you still want me. Don't you?" his thumb was brushing the edge of my lips when he said this.I hated that I couldn't lie. "I do.""Then give me something."No...not my name, not yet. I heisted a bit and whispered "I see you in my dreams.""That's because I never leave them." He smiled darkly.He kissed me like a curse. Hot. Wet. Bruising. And when he pulled back, iwas already breathless, treambling against him.He turned me towards the chaise, bent me low, and pulled up the hem of my gown. No words. No warning. His fingers were on me, inside me, pushing, stroking, as he whispered words I couldn't understand but my body did.I cried out.He tasted my skin like it was honeyed sin, then pressed inside me again, slower thi